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~ Historical & Classical Poetry ~
Jarl Sigurd and the Hulder
In the perilous land, where the North-winds leap
From their caverns and dungeons drear;
And the sun lies asleep, full three moons deep,
In the winter of half a year;
And the snowflakes fall in a ghostly pall
On the corpse of the old grey earth,
And the nordfires fly through the star spread sky
In flashes of silent birth,
There be phantoms that go o'er the desolate snow
Which reck not of darkness and cold,
And the were-wolf shambles with wild eyes aglow
As he waits for the wandering Trold.
It goes on for about 40 verses! More coming.
typical English ballad so it shouldn't be hard to find music to fit it.
William
Duppa Crotch (1831/2–1903), entomologist and zoologist.
Married a Swede and settled in Scandinavia, where he studied
lemmings.